"How long do you want to load? Won't you call someone? ”

As soon as these words came out, Nan Liyue was suddenly a little dazed, listening to what she meant, it seemed that Fang He had already woken up, and now this appearance was completely pretended.

This is indeed the case, as soon as Yun Zi's words fell, Nan Liyue clearly felt Fang He's body in her arms tremble slightly, and then sat up straight.

As soon as he sat up, Fang He didn't forget to squeeze a grimace at Nan Liyue, and then he lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong, and said in a voice that almost only he could hear:

"Aunt Yun, why are you here?"

Hearing this, Yun Zi suddenly replied angrily:

"Why, I can't come? Do you think I'm disturbing your dreams? ”

"Don't dare, it's just that I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you very much."

As he spoke, he deliberately stretched his tone very long, as if this was really the case, and Yun Zi couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Okay, don't be poor, come with me quickly."

After that, without waiting for Fang He to answer, he carried a tearing ruin realm space in one hand like an eagle catching a chicken and returned to the Yunluo Immortal Sect in the Western Domain of the Great Yan Holy Land.

Although it had been a long time since Fang He left the Yunluo Immortal Sect, and many major events had happened during the period, the Yunluo Immortal Sect was still the same as usual, the only difference was that the sect was now sparsely populated, and those familiar faces could no longer be seen.

Of course, there were still those who were killed by him, but Yun Zi didn't blame Fang He, nor did he feel that he did something wrong, after all, bamboo and bamboo leaves were more because of Fang He's own talent because she was able to be appreciated by her and given an almost impossible task.

It is true that Yun Zi has also been impressed by bamboo and bamboo leaves, but after all, it is only the past, as a human being, as a creature of the Divine Desolate Continent, you still have to look forward.

"Aunt Yun, where have all the people in the sect gone?"

Seeing the sparsely populated Yunluo Immortal Sect, Fang He couldn't say anything to ask.

"Haven't come back yet."

As he spoke, he slowly pulled out a tortoise shell from behind him, on which thousands of points of light flickered.

"See, these points of light represent the disciples of my Yunluo Immortal Sect, last time I left the sect, I let them go out of the sect to practice, and now it's time to call them all back."

Hearing this, Fang He also probably guessed the matter of Yun Luo Immortal Sect and Yun Zi's plan when he left, so he simply stopped saying more on this issue, but asked about Yun Zi's purpose of going to the Endless Sea.

However, Yun Zi did not answer this question directly, but simply said two words.

"Distracted."

After that, Yun Zi let go to the main hall behind the square alone, leaving only an order that seemed to be entrusted when the door was closed.

"Help me get them back."

Although there was a sense of command, Fang He didn't feel disgusted, and he also heard a trace of melancholy from it.

As for the source of the melancholy, Fang He was naturally clear, since these points of light represented the disciples of the Yunluo Immortal Sect, then the number should also match, but now it seems that these points of light are only less than one-third, thinking that they should have suffered some kind of calamity.

As the head of a sect, losing so many disciples, no matter how cold-blooded he is, he will feel very uncomfortable.

Therefore, Fang He and Nan Liyue glanced at each other and left quietly, no matter what, Yun Zi had helped them a lot in the first place, and he was still very happy to do this little thing.

As soon as she walked out of the sect, Nan Liyue asked.

"Splitting up?"

Fang He thought for a while and replied:

"It's fine."

So, the two of them embarked on the road of finding the disciples of the Yunluo Immortal Sect.

Because of the instructions of the tortoise shell, and the fact that the two of them had always had the means to keep in touch, the search for the disciples of the Yunluo Immortal Sect went quite smoothly, and in just half a month, all the disciples marked by light points were picked up, and those light spots were also extinguished with the return of the disciples.

However, when the last point of light went out, Fang He found something unusual, the tortoise shell, which was obviously completely dim, began to flicker again, and finally showed a flickering point of light.

For this situation, Fang He didn't have a good idea for a while, and after the round with Nan Liyue, he walked towards the main hall where Yun Zi was.

"Aunt Yun, what's the situation?"

As he spoke, Fang He raised the tortoise shell in his hand towards Yun Zi.

Seeing this, Yun Zi couldn't help frowning lightly, she didn't say anything for a long time, it seemed that she had encountered this situation for the first time.

After a long time, seeing that Yun Zi and Fang He didn't speak, Nan Liyue suddenly opened her mouth and said a possibility.

"The cloud... Auntie, Fang He, do you think this will be Ling'er? ”

Nan Liyue actually said it casually, because there was no basis to support this possibility, let alone that she had seen Fang Ling with her own eyes......

However, Fang He and Yun Zi both felt very reasonable when they heard this possibility, and the more they thought about it, the more reasonable it became, as if someone had been reminding them of it.

After a while, I saw Yun Zi suddenly stand up, look at Nan Liyue with an apologetic reflection on her face and ask:

"Nanli, can you tell me about the specific situation you saw at that time?"

Hearing this, Nan Liyue's apologies were swept away, and after thinking about it carefully, she told her all about what she had seen.

In order to describe it in sufficient detail, she said this for half an hour!

It wasn't until Nan Liyue finished speaking that Yun Zi slowly withdrew the gaze that seemed to be about to eat people, and after thinking for a while, she slowly began to speak:

"Perhaps, Fang Ling is really alive, but he is not living in a way that ordinary people understand."

What Yun Zi said was exactly what Fang He wanted to say, but it was more certain than Yun Zi's words.

The reason why he said this was because he didn't believe that Fang He would die in his heart, after all, the blood connection between him and Fang Ling was still being passed on from time to time, but it was very weak.

After some discussion, the three finally reached a unified opinion on this issue.

But in the final analysis, this is just a possibility that is very close to the truth in the eyes of the three of them, and it is not known what is going on for the time being, and there is no way to even verify it, unless it can reach or surpass the apex that the Divine Desolate Continent can carry, and the most essential things of the Divine Desolate Continent and even the world outside the Desolate Continent can be finally concluded after thorough research.

However, this kind of thing is easy to say, but it is very difficult to do, not to mention the world outside the Divine Desolation, even what they know about the Divine Desolate Continent can only be regarded as scratching the surface.

As for the combat power, the three of them were exceptions, after all, the path they took was not the same as that of ordinary monks, and it could not be measured by the realm at all.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.